Savor You (Fusion #5)(64)

“Do what?” Cami asks with a frown. “You don’t know that she’s done anything to your brother.”

“She knows.” Steph nods and then shakes her head in disgust. “I can’t believe that we’d all started to trust you. To think that you’ve grown up, and it would be different this time.”

Mia glares at Steph for a moment, then turns her gaze to me.

“You don’t get to talk to her like that,” I tell my sister. “Look at me.”

“No, I want to hear from her.”

“You don’t get to hear from me,” Mia says. “First of all, it’s none of your fucking business; and two, don’t you think I’d rather tell the father of my child that he’s going to be a daddy before I tell anyone else? You’re making assumptions, and maybe it’s out of fear. I know that car accidents are probably a trigger for you, given how you lost your parents. But you don’t get to shame me in front of my family and my boyfriend, Steph. If you’d all get the hell out of here, and give Camden and me a moment to ourselves, I can properly tell him that he’s going to be a daddy.”

She’s so fucking magnificent when she’s fighting. When she’s fighting for me, and for what’s right for us.

Landon kisses her forehead, takes Cami’s hand and leads her out of the room. Their parents do the same, and finally, I look down at Steph and gesture for her to get the fuck out of here.

When they’re gone, I latch the door closed, but before I can walk to Mia, the doctor bustles in.

“Oh, I’m happy to see that the family has left you be for a while,” she says with a smile. “You’ve had a rough afternoon, and I’d like to keep you as calm as possible. Are you the daddy?” she asks, looking at me.

“He is,” Mia replies, but won’t look me in the eyes.

“Well, this monitor here is Mia’s heartbeat. And this one is the baby. As you can see, the baby’s is much faster than mama’s.”

I’m still struck dumb. I’m watching everything unfold as if it’s a movie, and I’m the outsider.

Finally, the doctor leaves; and I once again latch the door closed behind her, and turn around to take Mia in.

She’s even paler, if that’s possible. Her dark hair is haloed around her head. Her fingers are fiddling with the blanket in her lap. Finally, her blue eyes meet mine and she smiles softly.

“So, I have something to tell you.”





Chapter Nineteen





Mia


“I’m all ears,” Camden says, and leans back against the closed door, his arms crossed over his chest. He’s not frowning. He doesn’t look mad. But he doesn’t look happy either, and that’s what scares the fuck out of me.

“Well, you know that I wasn’t feeling like myself for a while, and I went to the doctor today.”

He nods.

“I figured I just had a bug or maybe I’d eaten something that didn’t agree with me. My doctor drew some blood and took a urine sample, and then surprised the shit out of me when she said I’m going to—” I swallow hard—“have a baby.”

He bites his lip and I keep talking because I can’t read his expression, and I feel like I need to fill the heavy silence in the room, even though I haven’t done anything wrong.

“This isn’t how I wanted you to find out,” I continue. “At first I was nervous, but then I was looking forward to seeing you. I really need you to tell me how you’re feeling about this.”

“How do you feel about it?” he asks, finally speaking. He uncrosses his arms and tucks his hands in his pockets, but he doesn’t come to me, and for the first time in my life, I want someone to touch me so fucking badly that it hurts.

“I don’t know,” I admit, and hate that I feel on the verge of tears. “They gave me some pretty good pain meds that they said wouldn’t hurt the baby, so I’m a little jumbled. I feel like I haven’t had the chance to fully process it all. I just wanted to make sure that I did it right this time.”

“Did what right?”

“Everything. That I told you before I told anyone else. It helped that I actually had it confirmed by a doctor this time, and not just a stick to pee on.”

He nods, and if I’m not mistaken, the corner of his mouth tips up in what could be the beginning of a smile, and it gives me hope that he’s not completely pissed off at me.

“So, I was excited to get home to see you and give you the news. I don’t see this as a bad thing. But then the next thing I knew, I was in an ambulance with a killer headache. And now I’m here, in this really uncomfortable bed. Your sister accused me of lying to you again, and you’re standing way over there. You might as well be in Florida right now, you’re so distant and that just scares me.”

“I’m right here,” he says and finally walks to me. He sits at the side of my bed and takes my hand in his, brushing his thumb over my knuckles. He looks over at the baby’s heartbeat. “That’s the baby?”

“That’s what they tell me.”

He nods and watches it for a moment, then lets out a long sigh.

“Can you scoot over just a smidge?”

I oblige him, and he threads his way around the cords attached to me, and pulls me into his arms. I can’t hold the tears back, and I don’t want to. I cry against his chest while he drags his fingers up and down my arm.